As I almost never comment upon current events, these blog entries have a timeless triviality. Sample the various years and see what interests you.

Saturday, October 26, 2013

Blue and Orange

Blue Skies by Irving Berlin (1926)

Blue skies smiling on me
Nothing but blue skies do I see
Blue birds singing a song
Nothing but blue skies from now on

I never saw the sun shining so bright
When you're in love, every thing's right

Watching all the days hurrying by
When you're in love, my how they fly

Those blue days, all of them gone
Nothing but blue skies from now on

No skies are bluer than October skies in Colorado. Here is a photograph taken of the sky directly overhead this afternoon.

Sadly, the rest of the song didn't apply today. I didn't hear any blue birds or fall in love.

I was hiking along the Hogback and stopped to see the fossilized sandstone remains of an ancient seabed on the side of the hill. The wiggly lines were purportedly made by water currents on the sea floor.

The sign says: "Ripple marks are one of the most graphic features in the Dakota sandstones. The ripples were mad by gentle currents and waves in the quiet intertidal zone along the Western Interior Seaway. The ripple marks may have been preserved by filamentous algal mats that grew over the rippled surface."

After my hike I returned to town and came across this striking orange tree. As blue and orange are the team colors for the Denver Broncos football team, this is truly a Broncos weekend.